“Margo!” Kane protested.
“Stop calling me by that name! Margo died eight years ago!” She yelled.
“So you’re saying you’re not Margo?” Machine asked, frowning as he looked between them.
“Using that name will just get people killed! Why do you two insist on it?” She demanded, sheathing her knife.
“Because that is who you are!” Kane shouted.
“Kane, leave it for now.” Dex sighed.
“She’s safe here so why shouldn’t I?” He asked.
“Did you forget how easy it was for us to bug Bernard’s comp
“Have you seen a seven year old little girl stand bravely in the face of evil? I have. Her eyes stayed on me even as they went down the line slitting their throats one by one, starting with my father. Down the line they went. Her head was held high even as they held a large serrated hunting knife to her throat. She didn’t shiver in fear even as they slowly dragged that damn knife back and forth across her neck like a goddamn saw. Do you know what I did? I could only sit there, crying as I tried to shield Anna from their brutality.” She said, whispering that last part.“Even then I failed.... I had been quiet the whole time, not saying a single word, clutching on to Anna for dear life. Do you think that they stopped there and just let us go?” She asked, eyeing them with fury."No! They didn’t because as soon as the
“It’s all been taken care of.” Horatio said on the other end of the phone.“Good. You’ve done exceptionally well. Are you interested in doing that other job I mentioned?” Bernard asked.“Would this have to do with the ad that you placed?” He asked.“Yes. It seems that even the best haven’t been able to locate my missing songbird.” Bernard hummed.Horatio chuckled. He knew who he was referring to. They were indeed very good, but it would seem that their prey was even better. She had to be if Fabian had failed.“It would seem that your songbird is incredibly resourceful if she was about to elude Fabian. That alone is proof that
Bridgette sighed and leaned against the porch railing. Her mind was swimming with many thoughts as she tried to get in the right frame of mind. At this point she was just hoping that all of this madness would be over with. “What’s on your mind?” Kane asked, coming to stand next to her. “I just want all of this to be over with.” She whispered, looking out into the afternoon sky. ‘I know.” Kane said, sitting on the porch steps. “Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep after this.” She whispered. “Once this is all over I might take a vacation.” Kane chuckled. He could understand how she felt. She had been dealing with this for years. There was finally a light at the end of the tunnel for her.
Bridgette stared through the lense of her camera at her prey wondering why he hadn’t gone inside yet. He was just standing outside looking at the overcast sky. His hands were in his pocket and he looked deep in thought until he grabbed for his phone. Bridgette watched as he held the phone to his ear as he answered the caller. She snapped a few more pictures until he went back inside.Once Bernard was inside she sighed and leaned back in her seat. She was lost in her thoughts until her phone ringing startled her. She yelped at first before reaching for her phone. She looked at the screen and saw a number that she didn’t quite recognize.“Hello?” She said, hesitantly.“We got her!” Spencer’s voice screamed with excitement. “We got her and so
Bridgette sighed in relief as they watched people start to arrive for the auction. Her neck and back were hurting and she could barely feel her butt. They had moved the vehicle around to see the front of the warehouse and watch who was going in and out. After nearly fifteen minutes she turned on the bugs that she had placed in the warehouse. She was sitting in the back of the van that they had arrived in with her laptops set up. “Do you really think that we’ll get anything off of these?” Kane asked. “You have no idea how sick some of these auctions can be… Especially when they’re hosted by Bernard.” She mumbled. “Oh… well this is odd…” “What?” Kane asked, looking at the screens. “The auction is running late…. So they’re putting on a show… Oh no… I c
Kane sighed and sat down next to her. He couldn’t help but wonder what was running through her mind at that moment. He would give anything to know what she was thinking. He used to wonder the same thing everytime she would stare off into space like that in the past. Sometimes it seemed like nothing had changed. Kane watched the night sky as it sparkled, thinking about how drastically things had changed. He took a sip of his coffee and sighed as he leaned back in his seat. So many things had changed for them all, yet not much had changed. Margo was still living in hell and Bernard was still loose. Once again he found himself sighing. “What’s wrong?” Bridgette whispered, looking at his reflection. “Nothing’s wrong… I’m just thinking.”He said, taking another sip of his coffee.
“In the end it wouldn’t have done me any good to go barging in there. Honestly, thinking of how I had to keep Sammy and Marco safe was the only thing that had kept me in my seat.” She said, sighing as she cradled her coffee mug in both hands. “I just don’t get how you do it. The man never did anything to me and I could barely control myself. I don’t get how you do it…” Kane whispered. “It’s not like I have much choice…” She whispered. “I’m no good to them if I’m in jail.” “Bridgette, I’m a little worried… What if someone finds out and makes them stop the investigation?” Kane asked. “Honestly?” She asked, turning to face him. “Yes. We both know that there’s a chance that could happen.” Kane w
“That wasn’t even the youngest I have seen in Bernard’s cells.” “How young were they?” Kane asked, not really sure that he would like the answer. “They were young. I think the youngest was seven… But that was about four or five years ago, so she would be old enough to participate in Bernard’s auctions or go to work at The Pleasure Palace.” “Are you saying that he sent a little kid to work at a whore house?” Kane demanded. “Not a whore house. The girls that work there are picked by the clients that frequent the place. In a whore house you provide sex and companionship or whatever it is that your client wants. At The Pleasure Palace, you provide babies.” She whispered. “At least in a whore house you have some semblance of control.”
Thank you for reading. I know a lot happened and there will be more to come. I promise that plot points and questions will be answered over time. Just hang in there with me as I am working on the next book in the series. The next book will be up soon with more romance, mystery, and intriegue. Bernard will be back with his villianous ways and Margo will be making some appearances here and there as the story follows new characters but helps you understand Bernard and the motives behind what is taking place. This book will be more villian centered than the first one. So look for book 2 of The Devil's Knight's MC Series: The Devil's Prey.
After a few more rounds they fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. Kane rolled over in his sleep reaching for Bridgette but frowned when he found her side cold and empty. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He looked around the room and sighed at the quiet. Kane climbed out of the bed and slipped on his underwear. He padded down the stairs in search of Bridgette.Kane went to the kitchen and noticed that the coffee maker was off. He frowned and went to the office thinking that she could be there or in the bunker. When he saw that the desk was in place he began to worry. On top of the desk was a note written in Bridgette’s messy handwriting. Tears stained some of the paper causing the ink to run and smudge a little.Kane,
“I have for a long time.” Kane whispered, crossing over to her.Bridgette stood there in shock staring up at him. A deep blush spread across her face as she swallowed the nervous lump in her throat. She blinked a few times before realizing that he stood directly in front of her. She sighed as his hands threaded into her hair, holding her still as he pressed his lips to her’s.Bridgette moaned into the kiss as she wound her arms around his neck. She stood on the tips of her toes and pressed into him as he nipped and sucked her bottom lip. Her heart pounded into her chest as she lost her senses to him. He was constantly invading her mind and even though there were more important matters to deal with her mind thought only of him.In her foggy haze she barely registered him picking he
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
“Hey,” Dex said, coming to stand next to him.“Hey. Did you guys get everything sorted out?” Kane asked.“She’s dragging her feet and I can’t say that I blame her. She doesn’t trust anyone except Bridgette.” Dex sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to do…. We can’t expect Jess and Machine to take her in. They have the kids so their hands are full.”“I might have an idea….” Bridgette whispered, stepping outside to join them.“What are you thinking?” Dex asked, raising a brow.“Can you call your sister?” She asked, turning her eyes towards Kane. 
“Jess, I need you and Machine to take the kids and keep them safe.” Bridgette sighed.“I thought that they were safe here.” Machine frowned.“They were.” Kane said, still mad that she had put herself in danger again.“What happened?” Jess asked.“That bastard managed to get to an informant and his family. Long story short, their dead and they were under federal guard.” Bridgette sighed.“But what does that have to do with the kids?” Machine asked.“It means that if he can get to them while they’re under federal protection then he can get to me and it won't
“Bridgette, you need to stop and think about this!” Kane yelled, following her through the house.“There’s nothing to think about.” She said with a stoney face as she made her way down to the bunker.“Why won’t you stop and listen to me?” He argued.“Because you’re just going to try and talk me out of this and there’s nothing you can say to change my mind.” She said, starting up the computers.“Goddammit! I don’t want to lose you! I can’t go through that again!” He yelled.“You’re not going to lose me, but you are going to have to trust me!” She said, turning to face him teary eyes. &
Bridgette sighed and leaned against the railing as she thought about how crowded her place had suddenly become. The cold air blew across her skin reminding her that she hadn’t worn a jacket or shoes. She closed her eyes, savoring the quiet as the wind whipped her hair around. She didn’t mind the chill or the numbness in her appendages. Her mind was elsewhere as she stared out at the early morning sky.“Bridgette….” Kane sighed, opening the door with a fresh cup of steaming coffee in his hands. “What are you doing out here in the cold?”Bridgette didn’t turn to look at him as he watched her worriedly. She took a deep breath of air and sighed, watching the warm air float out on the early morning breeze. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and nibbled on her bottom lip.